They all looked kind of ridiculous and it helped ease performance anxiety a little. Nobody was going to eat anybody. Nobody was going to die. Nobody was going to explode or get ported into the Sun or-- Voluntary change. Right. RIGHT.
"Then we are go for launch! --Except not." He started to loosen, then outright remove his tie, followed by his shirt, and then his boots. As he worked, he narrated for the camera. "Because I've seen enough movies to guess that, when I transform, due to the change in mass and form, these clothes are just not going to withstand the pressure on the seams and fabric. So I'm removing what I can in anticipation of basically busting out of my clothes. Catch!" Without much warning, Newt tossed his shirt and tie at Hermann, then sent his boots across the gravel in the same general direction.
He playfully went for his pants, winked at the drone, and then wriggled out of his skinny jeans and tossed them away without further fanfare. It'd be a little humiliating standing here in his boxers if it wasn't for science. Wouldn't it be great if he could just... magical-girl transform?
"Oh--I almost forgot."
These were not to be thrown. Mindful of the uneven ground, Newt stepped over to Hermann and carefully removed and folded up his glasses before handing them over for safe-keeping. Then, the very last thing to be removed, despite it now being significantly harder to see, he worked his engagement ring off his finger and spent far longer than necessary holding it himself before he reluctantly held it out for Hermann.
He gave the blurry blobs that were Kang and Qubit a huge grin and a double thumbs up.
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"Then we are go for launch! --Except not." He started to loosen, then outright remove his tie, followed by his shirt, and then his boots. As he worked, he narrated for the camera. "Because I've seen enough movies to guess that, when I transform, due to the change in mass and form, these clothes are just not going to withstand the pressure on the seams and fabric. So I'm removing what I can in anticipation of basically busting out of my clothes. Catch!" Without much warning, Newt tossed his shirt and tie at Hermann, then sent his boots across the gravel in the same general direction.
He playfully went for his pants, winked at the drone, and then wriggled out of his skinny jeans and tossed them away without further fanfare. It'd be a little humiliating standing here in his boxers if it wasn't for science. Wouldn't it be great if he could just... magical-girl transform?
"Oh--I almost forgot."
These were not to be thrown. Mindful of the uneven ground, Newt stepped over to Hermann and carefully removed and folded up his glasses before handing them over for safe-keeping. Then, the very last thing to be removed, despite it now being significantly harder to see, he worked his engagement ring off his finger and spent far longer than necessary holding it himself before he reluctantly held it out for Hermann.
He gave the blurry blobs that were Kang and Qubit a huge grin and a double thumbs up.
"NOW we are ready!"